“As many as you have.”
I nodded while already deciding which conversations I could bear to surrender.
Nixx studied me for another second before letting it go.
I frowned at the next section. It curved high beneath his arm, close enough to his armpit that the position would be awkward no matter how I arranged him.
“This part requires close contact.”
“How close?”
I pulled my stool nearer and lifted his forearm. To keep the skin stretched correctly, his arm needed to cross in front of me while I turned the inside upward. His hand would land against the side of my chest.
“Potentially inappropriate-looking.”
His eyebrow rose.
“I need your arm here.” I guided it loosely across my upper body without letting his hand settle. “Otherwise, I can’t reach the angle without twisting your shoulde
